soul cages January 15, 2015 ~ Sonya Kassam on the contrary when your soul cages you it is not to imprison but rather to protect you and recognise that the softer the soul the more it shall withstand the brittle soul requires only a single crack to crumble… Share this: Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related
Dear Sonya, Thank you for this beautiful poem which gives such a beautiful tone to the soul and one’s residing in her. All good wishes, robert LikeLike Reply
Would a brittle soul feel the hurt of an injustice? Would a brittle soul appreciate the words of Iqbal, Tagore and the likes? :-) LikeLike Reply
great poem <3
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Thank you so much. And a warm welcome to my blog :-)
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An Aristotelian observation expressed as only a poet can. Greatly enjoyed Sonya.
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Mike, I appreciate your comments wholeheartedly!
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Great!!
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So glad to know you enjoyed it.
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:)
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this beautiful poem which gives such a beautiful tone to the soul and one’s residing in her.
All good wishes,
robert
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I love the layers in your comment….thank you!
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I wonder what my soul is brittle or soft?
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Would a brittle soul feel the hurt of an injustice?
Would a brittle soul appreciate the words of Iqbal, Tagore and the likes?
:-)
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From where I stand and despite all you have been through I don’t see a crack Ranu.
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